The singer brought her to tears
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But they were my words not hers
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What I said, or didn't say
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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Beside me, you looked so small
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So I'm the one now that makes you crawl
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A misplaced word, nothing brutish
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Can serve as the sand to extinguish the flame
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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It doesn't really matter anyway
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It Doesn't Really Matter Anyway
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| Cowboy Junkies |
